One of the reasons why I am not much of a Thanksgiving week participant is that this week brings about two sets of emotions, though both painful. First my dad was born today on a Thursday, Thanksgiving. We would have dual celebrations that week. The house would be full of people, and my mom would be making his favorite pineapple cake from scratch. That’s all he wanted, his family and his cake, . All you would hear is his deep voice laughing, and he’d be smiling from ear-to-ear. My father’s been gone six years now, and I miss my dad, which makes me sad around Thanksgiving, especially on his birthday. The other reason why I’m just not into is that the 28th of November is the day my brother Junior died. That shattered us to the core. Junior was like my second dad. I had just spent that summer living with him in Atlanta. It was a shocker that lasted for a long period of despair and depression. I miss him dearly, too. I was crazy about him. He was so awesome, funny, cool, and kind. He’s been gone twenty years come this Friday. This time of the month is always a little painful for me. So I just like to lay low and be to myself. I may pop up here and there, but it takes a lot of effort for me to be out and about. Usually, I’m incognito. However, I am sharing this tidbit of very private emotions and information with you all to hopefully motivate you to either cherish and celebrate those you love while they’re in your life or if you are not in contact with them to perhaps reach a mutual agreement to make amends or for some type of understanding/resolution for a relationship of some form to be made possible because I really miss Otis Lee Jackson, Sr. and Otis Lee Jackson, Jr. Take care and cherish.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 00:13:29 +0000
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